“Misses Chow” by Joseph D. Reich

I've gotten so lonely recently
i've started to respond to my
spam mail my dear m'am i'll
meet you under the polawski
bridge with my social security
number and demographics and
all other identifying information
i'll show you mine if you show
me yours and that $1,000,007
and what are you wearing
misses chow and we can
live happily ever after my
dear m'am no questions
asked from that sum of
$1,000,007 amer. dollars
from that secret account
from hong kong will meet
you under the blooming
midnight cleveland pear
blossom beneath the drunken
streetlamp in brooklyn i'll be
the one with the torn p-coat
and god speed misses chow.

Joseph D. Reich has been published in a wide variety of eclectic literary journals both here and abroad, and has been nominated four times for The Pushcart Prize. His most recent books include, A Different Sort of Distance (Skive Magazine Press), If I Told You to Jump Off the Brooklyn Bridge (Flutter Press), Pain Diary: Working Methadone & The Life & Times of the Man Sawed in Half (Brick Road Poetry Press), Drugstore Sushi (Thunderclap Press), The Derivation of Cowboys & Indians (Fomite Press), The Housing Market: a comfortable place to jump off the end of the world (Fomite Press) and The Hole that Runs Through Utopia (Fomite Press).